Unrestricted fighting enters the female-oriented genre

The feeling of electric shock is extremely painful.

Even though I am strong-willed by nature, I could only beg for mercy in my heart.

"I admit my mistake, please stop..."

[Ding, electric shock punishment complete!]

[Given that this is the first time the host has displayed malicious intent, the punishment has only been carried out halfway.]

[We hope the host will behave well in the future; otherwise, the system will impose the maximum penalty!]

The system sound disappeared.

I lay on the ground, panting heavily, my brows furrowed.

What exactly is going on here?

Is this still the Mad Dog Fist system?

Why does it feel more like a moral exemplar system?

"He Qiang, what's wrong?"

Are you alright?

My sudden convulsions and collapse surprised Leng Yanran and the others.

Leng Yanran looked surprised and uncertain, thinking I was doing something abstract.

Yi Chuhong was quite worried about me and couldn't help but ask about my condition.

Xiao Mingluan and Bai Fengxian also looked at me with suspicion in their expressions.

"He Qiang, you piece of trash! How dare you hit Sister Yanran? I'll fight you to the death!"

Just as I was filled with anger and confusion, a sharp voice rang out.

When I looked up, I realized that the person speaking was Xu Yunfan.

Seeing that the three women were showing concern for me, this guy immediately jumped in and stole the spotlight.

I gritted my teeth and tried to stand up, but the aftereffects of the electric shock were still there.

My legs went weak and I knelt on the ground.

"Kneel down and beg for mercy?"

Seeing my actions, Xu Yunfan gave a cold smile and glanced at me sideways.

"Unfortunately, it's too late!"

"How dare you hit Sister Yanran! This is an outrageous and unforgivable crime!"

As Xu Yunfan was speaking, he grabbed a wine bottle from the table and smashed it on my head.

"Click—"

With a loud crash, the bottle shattered.

I saw stars, my forehead was itchy, and a line of blood slowly trickled down from the roots of my hair.

"Sister Yanran, please sit down. Let me teach this gigolo a lesson!"

Xu Yunfan pushed Leng Yanran and the other girls aside, then picked up another wine bottle and walked up to me with a sinister smile.

"Bang—"

A celestial maiden scattered flowers, and shards of glass flew everywhere.

The second bottle exploded above my head, splashing me with green glass shards and foam.

Xu Yunfan held the broken end of the remaining wine bottle and laughed loudly, tilting his head back.

"Haha, what a crisp sound! It's definitely a good head!"

"Brother He Qiang, you must have practiced Iron Head Kung Fu, right?"

After he finished laughing, he looked down at the broken bottle he had left in his hand, and casually threw it on the ground, where it landed right at my feet.

"What a pity, this wine is quite expensive, several thousand a bottle, it's a waste to smash it."

There was a two-second silence in the private room, followed by scattered laughter.

Leng Yanran was the one laughing, and Bai Fengxian was the one echoing her.

I knelt on the ground and didn't move.

The liquor mixed with blood trickled down his forehead, hanging on his chin, and dripping onto the ground.

My vision was a little blurry, but I could still make out the expressions of the people in front of me.

Leng Yanran sat on the sofa a few steps away, legs crossed, a fresh glass of red wine in her hand, a smile playing on her lips, looking smug and self-satisfied.

The slap on her face was clearly visible; I guess she had already sentenced me to death in her mind.

For this reason, even if Xu Yunfan really killed me, she probably wouldn't feel anything, and might even applaud.

Xiao Mingluan was relatively clear-headed and worried that something might happen. She wanted to stop Xu Yunfan, but Leng Yanran stopped her with a look.

Yi Chuhong was probably the one most worried about me.

Seeing that I was bleeding from the impact, she couldn't help but clench her small hands and dissuade Xu Yunfan, saying, "Yunfan, that's enough. Don't really kill someone."

"What are you afraid of?"

Bai Fengxian's soft laughter rang out.

"That piece of trash, this beast, actually laid a hand on a woman! He deserved to be beaten!"

As she spoke, she took out her phone, pointed the camera at me, and enthusiastically recorded a video.

After I looked around, Xu Yunfan also picked up the third wine bottle.

This time it's an unopened bottle of foreign liquor, with a thick, angular body.

"Oh dear—"

Xu Yunfan weighed the wine bottle in his hand and his gaze fell on me.

This is the third bottle.

"Brother He Qiang, how about I give you a Three Flowers Gathering at the Top ceremony? What do you say?"

As he spoke, he held the wine bottle, bent down, leaned close to my ear, and lowered his voice.

"He Qiang, don't you look like a dog?"

"I almost smashed you to death in front of your wife, but she didn't feel any remorse at all."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you'd be better off dead than a decent human being like this."

I took a deep breath and ignored Xu Yunfan.

The aftereffects of the electric shock are still there; my legs feel like they're filled with lead, but I can move them almost again.

I shook my head vigorously to clear my mind.

Then I slowly raised my head, my gaze quickly sweeping across the entire private room.

In the corner of the private room, at the bend of the ceiling, there is a semi-circular camera pointing directly at the entire room.

The indicator light is dark red and flashes every few seconds, which means it is working normally.

Bai Fengxian's phone is also recording a video.

enough.

The conditions are suitable.

I took another breath and slowly reached out to touch the broken bottle at my feet.

"Haha, the Three Flowers Gather at the Top is here!"

Xu Yunfan had already stood up straight and raised the bottle in his hand to smash it over my head.

"I'll curse your ancestors—!"

I sprang up from the ground and charged forward through gritted teeth.

My body had been weakened by the electric shock, but I used my body weight to lunge.

I felt like a stone thrown out of the ground. With my left hand, I pushed away the bottle that Xu Yunfan had smashed down, and with my right hand, I gripped the broken end of the bottle and stabbed it forward with all my might.

"puff."

A soft sound.

It's not heavy, but it's clear enough.

The air in the entire private room seemed to have been sucked out, and it fell completely silent.

Xu Yunfan's movements froze in mid-air; his hand holding the wine bottle remained at its highest point, never to fall again.

His body leaned back slightly, his mouth was half open, but no sound came out.

Everyone was watching the two of us.

But we were so close together that no one could see what was happening.

"This is the Mad Dog Fist, understand?"

I leaned close to Xu Yunfan's ear, slowly finished speaking, and then stepped back.

I retreated very slowly.

My right hand was still gripping the broken piece of the bottle.

I took several steps back until my right hand was fully extended before slowly releasing it.

Then the broken piece of the bottle remained firmly embedded in Xu Yunfan's chest, without falling off.

The fabric around the white shirt visibly bled red.

Xu Yunfan looked down at the broken bottle on his chest.

He opened his mouth a few times, trying to speak, but blood welled up in his throat.

Dark red, foamy liquid dribbled from the corner of his mouth...

"you……"

Xu Yunfan looked at me with an expression of disbelief.

A cold smile played on my lips.

I've bound Leng Yanran to my heart's desire; I can't hit her or touch her.

But what are you, Xu Yunfan?

Wasn't the lesson I taught you last time enough?

Then this time I'll make sure you have no chance to regret it.

Lao Tzu's Mad Dog Fist is no joke.

How does this heart-wrenching blow, the culmination of ten years of skill, taste?

"He... Qiang..."

Xu Yunfan only managed to utter two words before his body swayed and then, as if his skeleton had been removed, he crashed straight to the ground.

A "thump" sounded.

Xu Yunfan's head hit the marble floor with a dull thud.

The private room was silent for a full three seconds.

Then--

"Aaaaaaahh ...

The first one to call out was Yi Chuhong.

The wine glass in her hand fell to the ground, and she took three steps back, her knees hitting the low table as she staggered and almost fell.

Bai Fengxian's eyes were wide open like copper bells, and her hand gripping the phone was trembling violently.

But she was a doctor after all, and her first thought was what to do.

She looked down and dialed 120, trying to call for emergency medical assistance, but her finger missed the target twice on the screen.

Xiao Mingluan clutched her chest, her face deathly pale, her body swaying backward on the sofa as if a venomous snake were coiled in front of her.

Leng Yanran spilled most of the red wine in her hand, the dark red liquid dripping down her fair hand and onto her skirt.

But she didn't move; she seemed to be nailed to the sofa.

Her eyes were fixed on the still convulsing body on the ground, her lips moved twice, but no sound came out.